Aria, with her raven-black hair cascading like a waterfall of darkness, stands atop the craggy cliff in an exquisite gown woven from silver and moonbeams, adorned with delicate crystal flowers that shimmer and sparkle under twilight's soft glow, as she gazes out over the stormy sea with eyes locked on the horizon. Despite the torrential rain drenching her, she remains unbothered, her silver gown shining even more brilliantly as it catches the dancing droplets. <lora:girrhz18ff2acb072v548:1>
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